Page 33 of Puck Me

I pull off the cock ring just as Storm’s cock hits my prostate. I don’t even need to touch my cock. The moment the ring is off, it explodes, hot come squirting everywhere as my orgasm overtakes me. I scream as my ass clenches wildly around Storm’s cock.

The pressure sends him over the edge. He cries out as he comes into my ass. The condom catches his come, but I can feel the warmth ballooning in the soft plastic.

Storm stills atop me as we both catch our breath.

“Tell me when you’re going to pull out,” I warn. “It’s an uncomfortable sensation. Most guys like to get some warning.”

“I understand. Pulling out now.”

My ass flutters as Storm’s cock leaves. I feel unnervingly empty right now, but I know that feeling will go away soon enough. Storm rolls over and gets up to go to the bathroom, returning with a towel. He hands it to me, and I use it to wipe the mess off my stomach.

“Come, lie with me.”

“Of course. I was about to do that.” Storm gets into bed and pulls the covers up over us. I sigh happily as I rest my head on his chest. I never really thought it would work, but this did exactly what I was hoping for. For a little while, it made me forget about the train wreck that is my life.

For just a short time, all I was focused on was the blinding pleasure that Storm’s hands and cock brought. My dark thoughts try to come creeping back in, but I shove them away forcefully. This is a good moment.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good,” I answer honestly. “I think it would be impossible to feel anything but good after that.”

“I’m glad to hear it. I’m feeling good too.”

There’s something strange in Storm’s voice. I prop myself up on one elbow to look at him. “Are you sure?”

He gives me a reassuring smile. “I’m sure. It’s just… Well, I think I might be gay.”

“I had assumed you were bi or pan,” I say slowly.

“I’ve only ever been with women before this, but none of them ever turned me on like you do. I’ve always had problems getting an erection for women. I never thought anything of it. After all, it’s just a problem that some men have, and there are pills for it.

“I never considered that perhaps I might be sleeping with the wrong people. As you saw, I had absolutely no problem getting hard for you.”

“That doesn’t necessarily mean you’re gay. I mean, I know you’re attracted to me. Have you ever been attracted to any other man?”

“No,” Storm admits. “But sex has never felt that good. I’ve never been turned on like I was with you. I mean, I’m not making the final decision now. I’ll wait a bit. Maybe do that a few more times, if you’re willing.”

“Oh, I’m more than willing.”

“I was hoping you’d say that. I’m thinking I’ll also watch some lesbian porn. I’ve only ever watched hetero porn, which doesn’t really tell me whether I’m gay or straight, because I could be being turned on by the man or the woman—I can never tell. If I watch porn with only women, though, I should be able to tell for sure whether I’m turned on by a woman versus a man.”

“If you want to compare, I can send you plenty of gay porn.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

“Are you okay with this? With your sexuality potentially not being what you thought it was, I mean?”

“I think so. I mean, it’s a surprise, for sure, but I don’t have a problem with the idea of being gay. It’s not like I think any of my family or friends will be bigoted about it.”

“That’s good.” I rest my head back on Storm’s shoulder.

“Are you okay with this, Chester? I’m not really sure of anything right now. What if it turns out that I’m not really gay?”

“Well, you’re definitely into me, that’s for sure. I’ve never felt a cock that hard in my life. No matter how you decide to label your sexuality, as long as we’re both attracted to each other, I don’t see what the problem will be. I don’t mind being your big gay experiment.”

Storm chuckles. “Thanks. See? You can have patience.”

“I’ve just had my first orgasm in months. Forgive me for being a bit more relaxed than usual.”

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